Ride The Flying Polyp Lyrics & Chords By The Darkest Of The Hillside Thickets

It's getting foggy, which adds to the spookiness
It's just the kind of night they would appear
I hear them coming, a windstorm is drumming,
Whipping me into crescendos of fear!
They’re gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide!
Why am I here, anyway?
Piping their powers from black basalt towers
Loom like colossi; I’m under their sway!
Want me to ride it, but I’m undecided--
What if it blows off my skin on the way?
They’re gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide!
Why did I even show up?
They’re gonna make me ride, I don’t feel right inside,
Oh, why in God’s name did I come to this place anyway?
[(they're gonna make me ride)]
[(they're gonna make me ride)]
[(they're gonna make me ride)]
[(they're gonna make me ride)]
[(they're gonna make me ride)]
They’re gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide!
Well thank God it’s Friday, 'cause
They’re gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide--
Tomorrow’s my day off, hooray!